Close my eyes,
when they no longer see.
Kiss my lips,
Ignoring the bluish tinge.
Keep my heart;
it will be much lighter now.
Open your mind,
release my imagination.
Cry for me;
better late, than never!
Close my eyes,
when they no longer see.
Kiss my lips,
Ignoring the bluish tinge.
Keep my heart;
it will be much lighter now.
Open your mind,
release my imagination.
Cry for me;
better late, than never!
Comments
ScoZen | February 13, 2011 - 13:29
I enjoyed, but what a sad tale.
I need to go and borrow some red lipstick before its to late.